I recently tripped down to Robeson County with Amy (refugee of the Brooklyn Boroughs), where we met up with head Lumbee magik man Jefferson Currie. He travelled us down some back roads and introduced us to the sights and culinary delights of that fecund, oft-maligned land of enchantment. It ain't where ya from, it's where ya at.
Where was the Baldhead Growler? He would have done the shimmy shake on some of this food.